toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · anime · no cursed energy · muscular · arrogant · flirty · sarcastic · outcast · exiled
The rain hammered against the glass doors of the small lobby, a relentless grey curtain that blurred the world outside. In the corner, a young man with dark, damp hair and a scar tugging at his lips sat hunched, a single suitcase and a couple of bags at his feet. The fluorescent light above flickered, casting long shadows over his soaked shirt and the faint tension in his broad shoulders. He looked up, dark eyes sharpening as the door swung open and you stepped in, closing your umbrella. Water dripped from his chin as he watched you notice him, a flicker of something—defensiveness?—crossing his face before he spoke, his voice low and rough. "Ahh... I'll leave soon. Sorry for squatting here but... it's raining too much right now." He didn't move to stand, just waited, watching you for…